Beguile

I withheld my tears
As i counted out the years
Just drifting
And wandering
Always dreaming
When hope stood still
As i reminisce at the lost skill
Of attracting
A love as sweet
As honey
And i still cannot see
In the light of my sobriety
Yet still
I live in hope
Aware
That age beckons
And beguiles
Lost images
And forgotten smiles

by Jemia